eight.

"oh... who put those words in you head?" the dream. "Eryn, can i have some ice cold cold cold cold water?" Eryn sighed deeply. "Yeah, yeah ok." She got up reluctantly as she walked to the refridgerator. Kelly ran past her with her dolls erupting with more than she could hold, spilling them onto the ground, unintentionally. It was then Eryn tripped on Kelly's Cinderella barbie, and fell flat on her face. Eryn awoke in her rather dull room, to the sound of her cell phone. She immediatly grabbed it, thrilled that somebody had actually called her. "Hello?!" And her voice may have sounded too anxious. "It's me." He said, his hopes dropping slowly to the fact that she did not recognize his voice.
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i didn't read the other numbers.

but this, eight...
well written.
simple but thoughtful.

and thank you for the kind comment you left on my diary. :)
I like this. It's really good.

-Alissa